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Ye Yang was not familiar with this kind of international conference for the first time, but under the leadership of Mo Beichen, he quickly found a room for the conference.

It was a large room with a rectangular table, and in the middle of the table was an open space.

There were name tags of representatives of various countries on the table, Ye Yang glanced at it, there were a total of eleven name tags, which happened to include eleven countries in Southeast Asia!

At this moment, the table was almost full, and only a few seats were empty.

Mo Tianya is not only the president of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, but also the chairman of the Southeast Asian Martial Arts Association, although he temporarily handed over the position of the president of the association to Ye Yang, but the position of the chairman of the committee, Mo Tianya is not qualified to transfer, after all, this is an international association, not a person can make decisions.

Therefore, in Mo Tianya's absence, the committee of the Southeast Asian Martial Arts Association has sent a member to temporarily replace Mo Tianya's position and preside over this exchange meeting!

Ye Yang's seat is right next to the chairman of the committee, which also shows that the Southeast Asian Martial Arts Association attaches great importance to the Chinese Martial Arts Association!

As soon as he sat in the position of the representative of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, Ye Yang noticed that the eyes of everyone in the room immediately gathered on him.

"You're in the wrong place, aren't you?

Sitting next to Ye Yang was a middle-aged man with dark skin, who looked at Ye Yang with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, and said to him in sandwiched Chinese.

Ye Yang glanced at the name tag in front of him and knew that this person was a representative from Inciasia.

Ye Yang glanced at him disapprenously, then picked up the name tag in front of him, put it in front of him, pointed to his name, and said, "Don't you have it, there are only two words on it?"

The Indosia was stunned when he heard this, as if he .......

I remember that in the last conference, Mr. Mo's name plate was three fonts, but this time, it became two fonts, although he did not know Chinese, but he could still count.

The Insia people looked at him suspiciously, and asked Ye Yang in Indonesian and Chinese, mixed together: "What is the situation? What about Old Mr. Mo? Why didn't he come?"

Ye Yang smiled slightly and said to him: "Mr. Mo is ill and can't come, so let me take his place and come to this exchange meeting." ”

The Indosia first looked at Ye Yang in surprise, then stopped talking to him, and instead said to the representative of another country beside him: "Hey, the Huaxia Martial Arts Association actually sent this young man over?"

This was a representative from Marcia, he stuck out his head, glanced at Ye Yang, and then said to the Indosia suspiciously: "Don't be kidding! That young man is not as old as my son! How could he be the representative of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, and the Huaxia Martial Arts Association would not be so stupid to send such a small child, right?"

In the eyes of the people of Marcia, Ye Yang's age, it is definitely not too much to call him a child.

After all, the people who can participate in the Southeast Asian Martial Arts Association are all figures with a certain strength and prestige in their own countries, and the ages of these people are generally in their fifties, even if they are slightly younger, they are seventeen or eighteen years older than Ye Yang.

"Hey, I mean seriously, didn't you learn Chinese for a year?

As he spoke, the Indica took the name tag in front of Ye Yang, then put it in front of the Marcian and asked, "What do these two words mean?"

The Marcian stared at the name tag carefully, and then said with difficulty: "Ye ...... Ye Yang?! Oh my God, it's not Mr. Mo! Is the Huaxia Martial Arts Association crazy? It is even a child to participate in such an important exchange meeting!"

The Marcian looked incredulous, and then once again passed the news to the representatives of the other countries, and for a while, all the people in the room.

However, Ye Yang didn't care what these gringos said, he just wanted to end this boring exchange meeting as soon as possible, complete Mr. Mo's instructions, and then ...... Then you can collect the reward and loot the treasure of the Martial Arts Association!

"Huh, what are you doing standing? Quickly find a chair to sit on, that Mo Beichen, you go find two chairs and come over, let the palace master and the hall master sit next to you. ”

Although the people brought by the other representatives were all standing, Ye Yang didn't care so much, the two big beauties came in high heels, and it would definitely not be good to stand for a long time.

Mo Beichen tugged at the corners of his mouth, this is an international conference, where is there a reason to add seats!

"What are you still doing in a daze? Forget it, Seventeen, Crimson, there are two empty chairs there, go and move here. ”

Ye Yang waved his hand, then pointed to the two empty chairs beside him and said.

"Oh. ”

Xiao Qiqi and Crimson nodded, and they were about to move the chairs, which frightened Mo Beichen.

That's the position of the Southeast Asian Martial Arts Association Committee, and you dare to move!

"Don't, don't, President, I think I'd better go find two chairs!"

Mo Beichen hurriedly stopped them, then wiped the sweat on his forehead and walked out.

Soon, Mo Beichen moved the chair over, one left and one right, on both sides of Ye Yang.

Originally, the representatives of other countries around Ye Yang were extremely dissatisfied with the practice of adding seats, but when they saw Xiao Qiqi and Crimson sitting down, they immediately closed their mouths and looked at them with straight eyes.

The representatives of the Southeast Asian Martial Arts Association came in one by one, Ye Yang was really bored waiting, and then put his hand on Xiao Seventeen's lap.

Xiao Qiqi blushed and bit her lower lip, although she felt very shy in her heart, but in the face of Ye Yang's caresses, she couldn't refuse no matter what!

This scene made Crimson on the other side feel very embarrassed.

Bang!

The thick door was suddenly shut, and all the members of the table stood in, all eyes looking at the door.

Ye Yang withdrew his hand, turned his head and looked at it, and then the expression on his face became very exciting.

There were five people here, one of whom was Ishimoto Uno, although his face was swollen, but he was still able to show signs of injury.

And at this moment, with three people behind him, while walking this way, he said to the Japanese people around him:

"Lijiang, did you hear me clearly?"

Ishimoto Uno glanced at Mitsui Toshie beside him and said in a deep voice.

A sinister smile appeared on Mitsui Toshie's face, and he nodded and said, "Young Master Uno, don't worry, this time I have the honor to be the interim committee leader, and I will definitely help you secretly and win the position of the official committee leader!"

"Hehe, it's good! Our Ishimoto family really didn't misunderstand you!"

Ishimoto Uno said to him with satisfaction, and then he sat down in his place and sat down.

Mitsui Toshie arranged his tie proudly and sat on the seat with his head held high!

Everyone arrived, and the meeting officially began.

Mitsui Toshie just wanted to make an opening statement, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Ye Yang, who was sitting in the position of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, and immediately frowned.

He glanced at the name tag and found that the name was no longer Mo Tianya, that is, the personnel of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association had changed.

He glanced at Ye Yang more, and then sneered in his heart.

This time, not only did he become the chairman of the interim committee, but the representative of the Chinese Martial Arts Association was no longer Mo Tianya, it seemed that it would be easy for Japan to become the leader of the Southeast Asian Martial Arts Association this time!

Glancing disdainfully at the representatives of other countries except Japan, Mitsui Toshie had a professional smile on his face and began to make his opening remarks.

Ye Yang scratched his ears tastelessly, and then continued to harass Xiao Qiqi under the table, making Xiao Qiqi's face flushed, shy and enjoyable.

"Good!"

Mitsui Toshie sorted out a stack of documents, then looked around at the delegates and said, "If you have any suggestions for the development of the Southeast Asian Martial Arts Association, you can put them forward now.

One of the representatives looked at each other, then shook their heads, and at that moment, a Japanese English came.

"Committee Leader, I heard that Mr. Mo is sick, and he is very sick, so this time the interim committee chairman will be elected, that is, you will preside over the overall situation, right?"

It was Ishimoto Uno who spoke.

"Not bad!" Mitsui Toshie said, nodding.

Hearing this, Ishimoto Uno suddenly stood up, then glanced around at the people present, and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have two points that I need to explain to you! First, President Mo is now in poor health, resulting in our Southeast Asian Martial Arts Association having no leader and no one to preside over the overall situation! Second, President Mo's condition is very serious, and although he has the heart to manage the affairs of the Martial Arts Association, his body does not allow him to work for a long time! Therefore, on behalf of the Japanese Martial Arts Association, I propose to you to re-elect the chairman of the Southeast Asian Association! So that President Mo can recuperate at home with peace of mind and recover soon!"

After speaking, the corners of Ishimoto Yuno's mouth curled slightly, looked around at everyone, and said, "I don't know you, can you agree to my proposal?"